Personal Narrative Essay: Hardwork And The Basketball Team

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Hard work It was a sad day nothing could make me happy anymore. I had been sad from the first moment I read the paper. I kept reading the list I must have read it at least ten times. Over and over again kept seeing the same names. None of the names were mine. I had finally realized I did not make the team. I was heartbroken all I have ever wanted just slipped out of my grasp. “It’s ok you’ll make it next year”, said my friend Warren. But what he couldn’t understand was that I wanted it to happen that year. I wanted to make the basketball team that year. “Yeah, hopefully.”, I said, in a low spirited voice. “Don’t worry Austin you did the best you could, and that’s all that matters.”, said my best friend, Dominick,…show more content…
We did this for the whole 7th grade and even into Summer. I had been practicing harder than the rest of the kids in 7th grade, but yet they were still so much better than I was. I couldn’t understand what I was doing wrong. I kept thinking that I wasn’t going to make the basketball team again. One day I had enough and just started working hard on building confidence in my shot. I would spend hours on end just trying to build confidence because I had no confidence in anything I did. 8th-grade basketball tryouts finally rolled around. I had been practicing for a whole year, but still felt so much further behind than the rest of the kids trying out. I knew I had to try my literal hardest to make the team. Our tryouts didn’t start till after all the other grades had their practices or tryouts. We did not start till 4:30 p.m., and I stayed after school to practice even more. Every day in tryouts I would try my hardest, and I would even try to stay after tryouts to ask the coaches what I needed to work…show more content…
For as long as I can remember I have always been told to be confident in everything I do, and for as long I can remember I have never been able to be confident in anything. Until I put in the hard work, and it paid off in the long run. My father has always been my greatest friend and supporter, and if it wasn’t for him I would have been walking away from my greatest dream. I thank my father for making me put in the hard work and always being there when I need him the most. Hard work will always pay off at some point. You have to put in the hours if you want to receive them back, but you won’t only be receiving them back you’ll also be getting the knowledge in return as
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